He and You

A writing exercise

He is my constant rain when my world is drying out,
When the fountain of love is emptied by the people I care about
When the things I hear are all lies and there is no chance to shout
When my heart starts to harden and all I feel is doubt

He is my precious angel when I'm like a falling star
When my wings are both broken from a thousand wars
When I need a true confidant, he never seems afar
When I think of those things about him, I remember who you are.

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

aw...how sweet this is...he must be a gem...and would love reading this...nice rhyming scheme...

"a hundred thousands war" was a little awkward for me...but otherwise...such a joy to read.

j.

[Dhaye]

I feel awkward now, too. Lol. I think I will change it into "a thousand wars"
Thank you for reading and the relevant review, sir j.